Volume 1, 1st Pot of Gold, Chapter 536, Fuse

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The war came as scheduled.

Outside the military outpost, white smoke billowed from the rocket artillery position, accompanied by a dazzling firelight, and one rocket after another galloped away.

"Direct hit, covering unit 14, confirmed kill. Corrected coordinates (114,), barrage overlay, done. ”

"Received, 3 gun emplacements fired. ”

“……”

Standing in the command room, the holographic map collected by the Aurora-20 fed back the battlefield to Jiang Chen.

The mutant vanguard that had arrived five kilometers away from the waterworks was beaten by the NAC's rockets and the assault of the exoskeleton soldiers, and they couldn't find the north.

However, these mutants are inherently inherently afraid of what it means to be afraid.

The NAC's airstrikes on the FEV virus production base clearly angered these mutants.

The Gelug tribe once again mobilized a corps of troops, a total of 5,000 men, equipped with towed artillery, trucks with air guns, and pickup trucks with modified steel hulls and on-board machine guns, and marched towards the NAC outpost.

This advance force included the strongest warriors of the Gru tribe. These include leadified mutants armed with power hammers, machine gunners in steel plate armor, and mutant dogs with nuclear bombs on their backs.

However, the total annihilation of the vanguard made the mutant commander a little calmer, and instead of beckoning the soldiers to rush forward, he sent slaves and mutant overseers to launch several tentative attacks on the NAC outpost in a loose formation according to the city's terrain, but to no avail.

For some reason, the NAC didn't show their full strength at the outset, giving the mutant commander the illusion that the two sides were evenly matched.

However, the Empire did not create this illusion, and the unmutated brains of humans were obviously much smarter than those of mutants.

The empire also mobilized two corps, totaling 10,000 troops, to deploy along the outskirts of Hongcheng. This is almost half of the empire's home, and it is the first time that such a large-scale military operation has been carried out in Hongcheng.

But compared to the brainless rush of mutants. Imperial soldiers were much more cautious and cunning.

They built fortifications on the outskirts of the suburbs, reinforced abandoned buildings with steel bars, and dug trenches to divide the battlefield. Buildings are connected with holes.

It has to be said that this tactic is very effective against heavy firepower, and it is also very suitable for the skirmisher combat style of the Marauders.

From the very beginning, they showed a stubborn posture.

However, Jiang Chen didn't care about the empire's actions. From the beginning, he did not intend to use firepower suppression to deal with the Empire.

The cost of a Fireball-1 is 100 credits, which is about 500 points at the exchange rate of the sixth block. More than 2,000 rockets were thrown, which looked like fireworks, but in fact they were spilling money.

For the empire, there is no need to burn money so much.

If you want to tear down this building, you only need to use your brain to use your brain on the floor tiles that they trample on the soles of your feet, and you don't need to fight the rabble at all.

……

In the tavern of the imperial capital, a few bottles of good wine were rarely placed on the rotten wooden table.

The two sat opposite each other, opening the ring and drinking.

"I think. Adding a population base to the word power is itself a hooligan. After drinking high, the mercenary wearing the fur hat also had a big mouth, and under Zhao Dongbao's intentional guidance, he began to say some nonsense without words.

On the seventh day after arriving in the imperial capital, Zhao Dongbao found the mercenary who brought him in again, and said that he would invite him to drink.

Wine is a good thing, it can numb tense nerves, and no one in the wasteland doesn't like it.

At the wine table, Zhao Dongbao also inquired about his name and details.

Xiao Hu. The mercenaries who are active between Hongcheng and Wushi live basically running on both sides of the caravan and living a life of drinking and getting drunk today.

This kind of person is a lot smarter, but he has no brains. It's easy to utilize.

"Oh?" Zhao Dongbao took a sip of the wine in his glass and looked at him with a smile, "Your opinion is very unique. ”

Being praised a little fluttering, Xiao Hu grinned and said, "The people here are a little weird." Many first-time rookies don't know why mutants want to live in harmony with humans. ”

The smile on Zhao Dongbao's face became even stronger, and he said softly, "I want to hear about it." ”

With that, he beckoned to the bartender on the side and motioned for him to have two more glasses.

"You can see that apart from the poor people in the slums, the people here are living well. But people are not happy...... Of course, I'm talking about the people who live here permanently, not the nomads like me who are looking for fun. ”

As he spoke, a mysterious smile appeared on Xiao Hu's drunken face, and he approached Zhao Dongbao, "Do you want to know why?"

"Of course. Zhao Dongbao said with a smile.

"They hold themselves to a strange set of equality standards. That is, the minority gets more privileges, and the majority gets less power, which they call fairness...... Ethnicity-based equity. ”

"I was surprised...... Isn't the Emperor human?"

"It is the one who cuts the bread, not the one who makes the bread. Xiao Hu burped, poured another glass, and said openly, "The emperor was elected by the Senate, can you expect them to eat bread? Don't dream, even if this gymnasium collapses two walls, and the mutants kill a few humans, they are just as big as fish and meat...... Thanks to the caravans of the NAC, previously they could not afford to eat even if they had money. ”

Talking about the emperor and the senate in public, the bartender and the people around him have turned their attention. Many of the frightened people had already gotten up and left their seats, and at this time, a mutant who had just returned from hunting sat down at the empty table next to him and ordered a bottle of inferior wine from the bartender.

Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, laughed, glanced at the dumbfounded mutant quietly, shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about the emperor." I'd like to hear what you have to say about those ...... Well, the evaluation of the privileged. ”

"There's no comment, those lazy beasts can't do anything except raise some slave mutant fruits that dare not resist. I've heard that the FEV virus turns the brain into a mush? Hehe, that's not their fault. And the elder of the Gelug tribe, hey, would anyone worship a cancer patient with a tumor on his back as a god?"

Syllable!

A loud slap interrupted him, sending him flying upside down the door, along with a few white teeth.

I don't know when, Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, has disappeared.

Xiao Hu, who was chirping crookedly at the wine bottle, heard louder and louder in the ears of the mutant man. The big man named Andile immediately slapped the table and stood up. Shaking his hand was a slap on his skull.

Touching the cold concrete floor behind him, Xiao Hu's wine suddenly woke up, and he barely stood up from the ground, and his bruised face was immediately covered with fear.

The Elder is the supreme leader of the mutants. It is also the god in the minds of every mutant of the Gru tribe.

Not to mention insults, even if you talk about it in public, it will be regarded as disrespectful by mutants.

"No, it's not, me. I was just drunk......"

Xiao Hu, who fell to the ground, didn't have time to treat his wounds, and while moving back down the street, he looked at the mutant strong man walking towards him tremblingly.

Not to mention that he didn't have a gun on him, and even if he did, he wouldn't dare shoot at the mutants here. Mutants kill him for a few days at most, and if he kills a mutant, he will be taken as a slave to the mutant.

This is simply worse than the death penalty.

Andile grinned, clenched his fists and stepped out of the threshold of the hotel, walking towards the human who had fallen to the ground.

In full view of everyone, the mutant stepped on the mercenary's body. He raised his fist and slammed it into the mercenary's face.

Xiao Hu seemed to hear the sound of the broken nose bone, but the stunned head couldn't scream.

A few punches went down, and the fists hit the flesh, and the blood stains stained the dark green fist.

"Stop fighting, he's dying. Someone whispered, but immediately withdrew his gaze from the fierce gaze.

"Whoever dares to disrespect the elders is disrespectful to the Gelug tribe! All have to die!" Bathed in the eyes of hatred and timidity, Andile rode on Xiao Hu's body, grinning wildly and waving his thick fists.

"Whoa!" the mutants applauded. Cheers to the warrior.

Maybe they didn't really respect the Elder, they just instinctively craved violence and killing. And the look in the eyes of people who are afraid of them fuels their extremism.

The guards walked towards Andile, but Andile was not afraid.

Even if he killed this human in the street, he would have been in prison for a while, and no jailer would dare to do anything unjust to him. Maybe it won't be long. The centurions of the Gru tribe would negotiate with the bureaucrats of the empire to release them.

Amber pupils swept through the crowd, and he bared his teeth in a triumphant manner, his ugly mouth opening and closing two words.

"Coward!"

Until the miserable-looking mercenary completely stopped breathing, no one stepped forward to stop his atrocity.

But at this moment, his expression froze on his face.

His gaze met the muzzle of a gun hidden in the crowd.

And a smile that belongs to humanity.

Bang!

Gunshots rang out, overshadowing the noise of the market.

In an instant, a piercing scream rang out.

"Murdered!"

Andile lay in a pool of blood, his wide-eyed eyes filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that he would die in the Empire, and it was the capital of the Empire.

The guards looked around helplessly, trying to find out where the shooters were, but in vain in the face of the vast crowd. Angry mutants shove and beat innocent people, trying to find the killer who shot them.

With the chaotic crowd, Zhao Dongbao has disappeared around the corner of the market.

The dead Andile would never know that his death had laid the foundation for the collapse of the empire.

And the same scene is playing out in all corners of the empire.

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